Don't Get Killed Lyrics

Oh my god, we're out of milk

(Oh, do you remember this? Ah, then if you could do it for me, I would be so grateful. If you... if you really remember it, how I envy you. Listen, don't tell me how it ends because... No, wait a minute... No, I think I remember...)

Oh my god, we're out of milk
It's the middle of the night, and we're out of milk
The grocery store is four blocks away
Good luck, Mary
Don't get killed
Don't get killed
Don't get killed
Keep your head down; don't get killed
Run real fast down the middle of the street
I love you, honey; don't get killed
I don't wanna be no star
I don't wanna travel far
I don't want no fancy car All I want is to not get killed
Don't get killed
Don't get killed
That's the main thing
Don't get killed
Run real fast down the middle of the street
I love you, honey; don't get killed
Cockroach on the bathroom wall
Asshole at the shopping mall
All god's creatures great and small
Do their best to not get killed
Don't get killed
Don't get killed
That's the main thing
Don't get killed
Run real fast down the middle of the street
I love you, honey; don't get killed
Oh my god, we're out of milk
It's the middle of the night, and we're out of milk
The grocery store is four blocks away
While you're there, get ice cream, too

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